novelraw Chapter 9 His Holiness the Pope
Chapter 9 His Holiness the Pope
Chapter 9 His Holiness the Pope
At that moment, in the dean's office, a middle-aged man in his forties said to Zhou Yu, "Zhou Yu, your application has been approved!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu was overjoyed.
The middle-aged man took out a certificate and a badge, and said solemnly, "In view of Zhou Yu's outstanding performance, the college hereby approves his early completion of his studies and grants him graduation."
"Dean, can I now enter the Intermediate Soul Master Academy?"
After receiving the certificate and badge, Zhou Yu asked with anticipation.
However, the dean smiled faintly: "You're not even twelve yet, no need to rush! But first, you have to come with me to a place..."
……
The Papal Palace is the most magnificent building in the entire Douluo Continent, and it is because of the Papal Palace that Wuhun City has become a holy land for all soul masters.
Accompanied by the dean, Zhou Yu arrived at Wuhun City.
The exterior of the Papal Palace is very grand, with a cathedral-like feel. Above the entrance hangs a large papal token, which looks very imposing.
Upon entering the main hall, one is greeted by a somber atmosphere. The entire building is constructed of stone, exuding a solemn and dignified, yet "cold" feel, which inevitably creates a sense of psychological pressure.
The Papal Palace was quite empty.
Ordinary people cannot enter at all; usually, only Pope Bibi Dong cultivates inside.
Just as Zhou Yu was lost in thought, a sudden tremor ran through his heart, and an invisible pressure, like a storm, instantly enveloped him.
The abbot who was leading the way also felt this invisible pressure and immediately knelt down, respectfully bowing and saying, "Your Holiness the Pope!"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Yu also knelt down and bowed, saying, "Your Holiness the Pope!"
A moment later, a clear and elegant female voice rang out from inside the hall: "You are Zhou Yu?"
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu immediately replied.
He slowly raised his head, and the scene that came into view was like a beautiful painting.
The Pope of the Spirit Hall, that legendary woman—Bibi Dong.
He wore a magnificent black robe with gold trim, a nine-curved purple-gold crown, and held a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems.
She has an angelic face and a devilish figure.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful with soft lines and not a single flaw.
The full and firm breasts create a strong visual impact.
Her legs were long and straight, and her skin was as white as jade, radiating an alluring glow.
Her every move exuded confidence and composure.
"She is... Bibi Dong?!"
Zhou Yu felt his breath trembling slightly.
"I have reviewed your basic information."
"Innate full soul power, martial soul chameleon."
"Your talent is no less than that of Nana and the other two."
After Bibi Dong finished speaking, her beautiful eyes looked at the three figures standing below the steps.
Zhou Yu then realized that, besides Pope Bibidon, there were five other people in the hall.
Based on their demeanor and appearance, the two middle-aged men are undoubtedly the renowned Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.
The other three teenagers are members of the Spirit Hall's proud Golden Generation: Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.
When the Pope bestowed high praise upon them, Hu Liena and her brother Xie Yue couldn't help but turn their gazes toward Zhou Yu.
In contrast, Yan, standing at the very end, appeared quite disdainful, his eyes filled with contempt.
Zhou Yu took a deep breath and replied sincerely, "Thank you for your praise, Your Holiness!"
Then, Bibi Dong continued expressionlessly, "I'm giving you a task. If you can complete it successfully, I will personally award you the Spirit Hall's Purple Record Medal."
"Purple Record Medal!"
Zhou Yu was shocked, knowing the weight behind this honor.
Of course, the difficulty and danger of this task are self-evident.
……
Five years later.
The Kingdom of Barak is located in the southern corner of the Heavenly Dou Empire, bordering the Province of Fasno.
Although nominally a kingdom, its area is only three-quarters the size of the Fasno Province. It belongs to the Tiandou Empire and is one of the four kingdoms within the empire.
King Kundera is the cousin of Okula, the current king of the Tiandou Empire.
The southern border of the Barak Kingdom is directly adjacent to the Star Luo Empire. This geographical location endows it with unparalleled military power among the four kingdoms, making it the gateway to the Heaven Dou Empire.
The kingdom has two most important cities. One is Barak, the capital city where King Kundera resides, which is the political and economic center of the entire Barak Kingdom.
Another city, Soto, stands proudly in the heart of the most fertile plain of the Barak Kingdom, known as the granary of Barak.
It was midday, and the sun was blazing.
Two young men and women, roughly the same age and around the age of 12, slowly entered through the west gate of Soto. They were traveling light, without any heavy luggage, and walked side by side.
The boy was dressed simply, about twelve or thirteen years old, and about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a light blue outfit.
He always had a faint smile on his lips, giving people a very approachable feeling.
If the boy seemed ordinary, then the girl beside him was anything but.
Her silky black hair was styled into a neat scorpion braid, the ends of which reached below her calves. She was half an inch taller than the boy.
She wore a pink top that tightly covered her developing figure. Although her chest was not yet full, her extremely slender waist was enough to make many women look on with envy.
Two long, slender legs were encased in white trousers, perfectly proportioned. Although she looked young and her face still had a touch of childishness, her round, perky buttocks already had quite a bit of allure.
The man and woman were Tang San and Xiao Wu, who came from Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.
Xiao Wu gently raised her hand to brush her slightly damp forehead, and said with a hint of complaint, "We've finally arrived at this so-called Soto City. I really don't know what the master was thinking. Several intermediate-level soul master academies offered to recruit us unconditionally, but he insisted that you take the exam for that lousy academy that doesn't even have a ranking system."
Tang San's lips curled into a slight smile as he replied, "The teacher sent me to take the test; why did you insist on coming along? Luckily, the Kingdom of Barak borders the Province of Fasno, otherwise you would have complained even more!"
Xiao Wu rolled her eyes at him and scolded, "You're so heartless! I did it all for you, after all, you're my brother. Anyway, the exam isn't until the day after tomorrow. I don't care, you have to come with me to the city for two days to make up for the hurt my young heart has suffered."
Tang San couldn't help but chuckle: "The leader of Notting Academy for six consecutive years, still has a childish mind? If your underlings heard this, they'd probably have to jump into the river to show their respect."
(End of this chapter)